Stories of the Gorilla Country: Narrated for Young PeopleHarper & Brothers, 1868 - 292 Seiten |
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Aboko Africa Anengue animal Bakalai barracoons beast beautiful began big king birds body buffaloes called camp Cannibals canoe Cape Lopez Cloth Commi crocodile Damagondai dance dark dry season elephant eyes face Fans Fasiko feet fellow Fernand-Vaz Fetich fire fish forest Gambo gave gazelle gorilla grass GRAY PARTRIDGE ground guns hair hands head heard HENRY MAYHEW herd hippopotami huge hunt hunters Igala immense killed King Bango legs leop leopard looked Mbéné mbuiti meat morning Mpongwe musquitoes natives Ndiayai negroes never Niamkala night noise nshiego mbouvé olako Oroungou paddled palm wine phant piece plantain poor prairie prey Quengueza Ranpano river rushed Sangala Sangatanga savage sawfish seemed seen sharks Shekiani shot shouted skin slaves sleep snake spear stood suddenly thing thought tired told tom-tom took trees tribe village wanted watched wild woods
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Seite 270 - When it burned up 93 brightly, a brass ring from the doctor's hand was cast into the pot ; the doctor stood by with a little vase full of grass soaked in water of which he threw in now and then some bits. This made the oil blaze up afresh. At last all was burned out, and now came the trial.
Seite 65 - ... began to look about the ruins of the village near which we sat. A degenerate kind of sugar-cane was growing on the very spot where the houses had formerly stood, and I made haste to pluck some of this and chew it for the little sweetness it had. But, as we were plucking, my men perceived what instantly threw us all into the greatest excitement. Here and there the cane was beaten down, torn up by the roots, and lying about in fragments which had evidently been chewed. I knew that these were fresh...
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Seite 275 - It was a lone male — the kind who are always most ferocious; and this fellow made the woods ring with his roar, which is really an awful sound, resembling very much the rolling and muttering of distant thunder. He was about twenty yards off when we first saw him. We at once gathered together, and I was about to take aim and bring him down where he stood, when Malaouen stopped me, saying, in a whisper, "Not time yet.
Seite 246 - ... round his head. The face was painted white, and on each side of the mouth were two round red spots. About his neck hung a necklace of grass and also a cord, which held a box against his breast. This little box is sacred, and contains spirits. A number of strips of leopard and other skins crossed his breast, and were exposed about his person ; and all these were charmed, and had charms attached to them. From each shoulder down to his hands was a white stripe, and one hand was painted quite white.
Seite 197 - I sent for some of the forest berries which these animals are known to prefer, and placed these and a cup of water within his reach. He was exceedingly shy, and would neither eat nor drink till I had removed to a considerable distance. The second day found Joe, as I had named him, fiercer than the first. He rushed savagely at any one who stood even for a moment near his cage, and seemed ready to tear us all to pieces. I threw him today some pineapple leaves, of which I noticed he ate only the white...
Seite 68 - I caught a glimpse of one of the animals again, but an intervening tree spoiled my mark, and I did not fire. We ran till we were exhausted, but in vain. The alert beasts made good their escape. When we could pursue no more we returned slowly to our camp, where the women were anxiously expecting us.
Seite 68 - When we could pursue no more, we returned slowly to our camp, where the women were anxiously expecting us. I protest I felt almost like a murderer when I saw the gorillas this first time. As they ran — on their hind legs — they looked fearfully like hairy men ; their heads down, their bodies inclined forward, their whole appearance like men running for their lives. Take with this their awful cry, which, fierce and animal as it is, has yet something human...